Flight 103 Lyrics

C.i.a. Flight 103

Up in the sky another routine flight
JFK New York-bound
Landing in London a minor stop
To refuel and check while on ground
The phone call a nightmare to those who observe
But to them it would be their own fate
A crew with a choice passengers with no voice
And for them it's all and all too late

Flight 103
Flight 103

A tragedy to all but to immediate families
A nightmare of horror and pain
Bodies sent back in boxes of pine
Some of them with the wrong name
Who is responsible who'd do such a thing
Another political war
High explosives in a plastic container
A warning they chose to ignore

Flight 103
Flight 103
Flight 103